I’ve had a frantic summer. Not in terms of schedule - actually that part has been quite reasonable and predictable - but in terms of my mind.
The voices/committee/monkeys in my head have been busy wreaking havoc and taking me away from where I know I should live. “Grounding be damned,” they seemed to say as another metaphorical vase hit the metaphorical wall.
While I long ago gave up on organized religion and the concept of a single God, I have amassed quite a number of spiritual tools that I grabbed for like lifelines - meditation, particular authors, reliable sources of inspiration and other virtual support systems that felt like life preservers.
And as if I wasn’t processing enough, that act of grabbing for the tools made me question, “Do I only grab for them when I am in need? Where is my meditation practice, for instance, when life is smooth? Is spiritual-anything just a crutch?”
Self judgement and chastising ensued ... but out of that came what can only be my own deeply personal, newly clarified belief system. Like much of my life, it comes in a randomly ordered list:
I believe life happens for us, not to us. We suffer, we learn, we change.
I believe I create everything in my life - good and bad. I am not a victim.
I believe we get messages on the channels where we tune in, where we listen.
I believe actions taken from a place of fear create misaligned outcomes.
I believe what we think about is what we manifest.
I believe we all need a “space” where we can be vulnerable and raw and fragile and honest and safe.
I believe in Maslow and his hierarchy.
I believe that sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.
I believe that what you put out is what comes back.
I believe in the power gratitude.
I believe my ego-mind has an impressive, but often misguided imagination.
Turns out I like to meditate - it helps to keep the monkeys quiet and my thoughts constructive. Grounding is good for me, as is routine and habits. I drink a green smoothie every single day. I take my vitamins, I walk the dogs, I garden, I say “Thank You.” I don’t rely on hope, but I absolutely envision what I want and take action in that direction. I forgive myself. I try to catch when I’m reacting out of fear and I make a better choice.
We all have the things that ground us, that feel like touching home base. My frantic-minded summer brought me back to those things and I’m going to work to keep them around.